Artist: Chamillionaire Album: Pound Cake Freestyle Song: Pound Cake Freestyle Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com, Chamillionaire.com [Chamillionaire] Chamillitary, wassup? Chamillitary, wassup? (Ooooh-oooh-hooo, dolla bill y'all) Easy (Oooh... oooh...) (Ooooh-oooh-hooo, dolla bill y'all) Listen... Couple investments a few of 'em made some major sense Keep ya two pennies especially if you ain't made a cent I learned the game and been getting publishing ever since People that ain't made a dollar will say they ain't convinced When you ride to 7-Eleven on some handle bars You can't vision how catchy hooks could take a man to Mars The problem is that, y'all only just wanna hang wit stars Heard Lauryn sing and I wanted to take +The World+ from Nas Uh, I salute but I still demand applause I've given infinite gifts I still feel like Santa Clause Males acting like girls, I call it man-opause This that type of verse that I bet you that type of man'll pause I can't stop and give the hataz what they ask for 99 thousand or more inside the cash drawer I'm the type to keep a passport on the dashboard Looking for a south of France shore to make a dash for Feeling like Damon Dash, boi I move that acappellas When times is +Bleek+ I hit the +Freeway+ like it's Roc-A-Fella It's been a decade get a +Clue+ that you could stop me never You'd have a better chance of trying to stop a hot propeller.. on a jet while smoking a cigarette wit gasoline on ya hands, kerosene on ya breath Oh yes I do it the best, get verses then you are blessed I do it for what it's worth and I'll never do it for less Stress... never that, I know the album is more than late Looked quantity in the face and told it you're gonna wait Send a salute to the people who push the culture straight and those who culture-hate I just hope you don't get to procreate Met with some rappers that industry people overrate Met with the devil but said I wouldn't negotiate Lyor made millions, Jay made millions And if Cham made millions, I'm feelin like I can sure relate Killa~! See Mr. Koopa got 'em quite jealous People that hang wit Mr. Koopa turn to sky dwellers I'm from a city where the skinny turn to pie sellers and if any say they making millis then they lie tellers Preach, the struggle will never cease Your struggle look like a puddle, my struggle look like a SHEESH~! I'm visualizing it clear like I'm Mr. Michael Artis It's either Jackson or Jordan, I feel like Michael on beats Coulda been on a beach instead I turnt to a beast The clarity of my raps you'd think I created speech Saw me dirty my cleats all over these Houston streets The hundreds stay in my reach, the money stay on a leash Woof! I know you hear them dogs barkin That hype beasting is in Houston what we call boppin I make I'm pay for all my words it's like a blog auction and +Go Daddy+ what she tells me when we blog shopping I'm the type to make it and give it a fee And you the type that make it they wouldn't take it for free They look at you and they like, "Tell me what's in it for me" and wouldn't take ya disc if you put it under the Christmas tree Me, Lets talk about consistency Consistently make em feel like these other rappers ain't sick as me I'm currently in city they'll never get to see The only suite/Sweet that they'll ever see is a pack of swishas, G My OG be callin me to say the streets miss me He know I'm eatin' but the reason is I eat picky Like PlayStation, they pump fakin and you'll see quickly The game switched they'll always end up wit a +360+ Album's coming I tell the doubters just wait 'til then Shot videos and you know that I'd never waste a lens They sleeping on me could hope that they never wake again But they gotta be sleep when you're planning a rude awakening (Ooooh-oooh-hooo, dolla bill y'all) Uh, aiyyo Texas you know the puzzles what I had to solve Ya +Prodigy+ be bringing +Havoc+ like I had a +Mobb+ Had three enemies so them odds what I had to dodge And now I'm riding in cars that look like Avatars They ain't never had the soft, never had the hard They try to make it sound deep to pretend they have a cause Pushing them yellow bricks- no, that's where you have to pause Most of 'em +Cowardly+ and +Lion/lyin like the man on Oz Lyin to you, falsifying with their little bars They'd probably try to tell you Tommy really had a job Tell you how they had to starve and how they had rob Like they went to Heaven and took a blessing from the hand of God Nah... Sorry, I don't don't believe it ...Don't believe what ya reading ...Who the ones that achieved it? Not them, we did Irrelevance is as relevant as the person that said it You ain't never did anything, don't you ever forget it ...That dialogue you can dead it You borrow your mother's car and put half a tank of unleaded, heheh